Thursday, June 12, 2008

Shattered Heart

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I miss you so badly..

Although i have i have you by my side..
But why do i still feell..
So Hurt and Alone??
Is is really true that..
有钱人没朋友。没钱的人拥有一大群朋友?
Why are you always talking about your friends?
You seems to be more interest in ..
what's happening to them, than to me..
You seems to care more about them..
What am i to you? I'm i alive??
Well.. Today, i cried. Cried for more than 5 times.
I was so fucking in pain. no one cares.
Wondering why.. Why can't i be myself infront of you.
Didn't you realise that all my smiles are fake?
Till now, i only show less than 5 real smiles..
Not knowing why the huggs you gave me..
isn't as secured as the previous ones..
It's cold, it hurts me badly.
I just couldn't be myself..
I wanted to cry out my pain, But you stop me..
And let me kept those sadness as memories..
In my heart.. Deep new scars again..
Maybe you are right, our family background isn't same.
Yours are as freedom as a flying bird..
Not like mine, a bird that locks up in the cage.
Rich people have no friends, unlike yours. Many.
Well this is just my life, not yours..
That's why, no matter what you say,
you only think of yourself. Not me..
You need not to care or understand.
We are just different people.
From different world.. Right??
Is that really so hard? To care & understand?
What i heard from you till now,
90% of it is all about your friends,
your brother or who soever...

[Or maybe i shld be just a of your friend]
[That you cared to care?]



My Heart.. a Shattered one..

It is no longer a heart..